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• Artiste: Glen Phillips
• Titre: Leaving Oldtown
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I'm leaving Oldtown With no direction, learning how to be alone Learning how to stand on my own two feet I’m getting good now A recollection, hollow as a sparrow bone Mythic as the stories our parents told It’s getting colder The days are shorter It’s not the season for the road Blow out the candle Pack up your bedroll I think it’s time to go I’m leaving old town I’m bags and boxes, hand me downs and borrowed rooms Still hoping to be loved anew I need a new town Where no-one knows me, no-one heeds a thing i do And no-one’s ever heard of you It’s getting colder The days are shorter It’s not the season for the road Blow out the candle Pack up your bedroll I think it’s time to go I need a new town I need a new town It’s getting colder The days are shorter It’s not the season for the road Blow out the candle Pack up your bedroll She says it’s time to go I'm leaving Oldtown I'm leaving Oldtown